Lyrics:
You know I'm going back home
I gotta go
I got a poor little wife and two kids
Well I'm going to Mississippi
Mississippi here I come
Well I'm
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Counting down the seconds, standing in the wreckage of love
On a cold grey Jackson dawn
Oh I just can't watch this,
Won’t you roll on Mississippi
Won’t you roll on, roll on
Won’t you roll on Mississippi
Roll on
Won’t you roll on Mississippi
Take me far off
The swamps pointing at you
Chorus:
Mississippi moon dog shakin all around now
Jackson's in view
Mississippi moon dog seven comes eleven now
Snake eyes
the purpose have your story told
Next thing you know he studied the game and started rapping
Young nigga from Jackson dropping classics showing Mississippi
I know a blonde-haired hippie in Jackson, Mississippi
Who loves a good BBQ
She got a best friend cookin' down in New Orleans
Stirrin' up her own kind
Memphis, Jackson, Alabama
Richmond, Delaware, Louisiana
Music from a country band
From Virginia down to Maryland
Going down to Dixie's
What i'm
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we
Bought me a .45 as a means to that end
Then I painted that town redder than a Jackson fire truck
Who'd of thought one Mississippi coon ass boy would have
at night
From Tupelo to Friars Point
Jackson to Bilouxi
Are you gonna miss me baby
I got ramblin' on my mind
I got the Mississippi Blues
You know I'm gonna
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississippi
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we
know what I'm sayin)
To Mississippi
(I got my Greyhound ticket right here man
I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my family cuz)
Please take me
In 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we
south of I-10
I just blew it all to smithereens
Now, I'm somewhere close to Jackson
I need Memphis on the line
Mississippi phone booth
Tell Jesus
Orleans
We'll dip our toes in the Mississippi River
Ride with me, Evangeline
If we leave right now they'll never even know we're gone
And you say you
to everyone tonight
It's windy in Chicago. The kids are out of school
There's magic in Motown. The city's on the move
In Jackson, Mississippi
Well Jackson flowed on down the Mississippi
Now Jackson, you're in the Atlantic ocean
You know Jackson sailed to some land
To the sea what you have
In 1814 we took a little trip,
Along with colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississippi.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we
Mississippi,
You've been on my mind,
Like a mist in the morning,
From some dream I've left behind.
Mississippi,
I've been kinda down,
‘Cause
to Harlem, Hollywood
Jackson, Mississippi
If we show up, we gon' show out
Smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Call the police
To everyone tonight
It's windy in Chicago
The kids are out of school
There's magic in Motown
The city's on the move
In Jackson, Mississippi
There will be a trail of pain
And Jackson will have the Mississippi and the twenty dollar bill
But for us the trail is all that will remain
to Harlem, Hollywood
Jackson, Mississippi
If we show up, we gon' show out
Smoother than a fresh dry skippy
I'm too hot (hot yeah)
Called a police
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